~ The Road to You

~ The Road to You, I was so close, I was there, You were too... A feel good Poem...

 

~ The Road to You

 

There were so many melodies,

      On my way to you,

 

But none were as strong, as

       The melody of love,

On that sweet hot

       Summer day,

 

I sensed you in the air,

       In my car, from the asphalt

You were there;

 

      Also where I walked,

And where I lay,

       You were there,

 

And there was me…

 

The Road of love

     At the end of June,

Never felt so good,

      Never felt so free...

 

 

~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

Thank you for reading xx

Reviews

[NeiL ArandA]

Your writing style is quite rare. Everything is balance. Not over crowded with metaphors that could confuse your readers . Here in this piece I felt that I was the one being followed, being pursued. Intriguing cleverness of the chosen placement and flow of words. One word I could describe you with this piece Elisa . You're " NATURAL " ... Thoughts and words just floats not forced even gravity respects your thoughts motives and desire and gradual descents and you don't care where you land. " And there was me " ...one simple line..so innocent...so lovely at the same time.
You know what I got after reading this piece ? You simplified life. Its not really complicated and scary and hurtful at all to love even though its not reciprocated . Wow..I'm so glad I check you out.

Awe, really you do me some honor this early morning here... :) love to read your reviews, they are really helping lovely and honest. :) No, I'm for less is more. There is so much already complicated in life, (first I started here I think almost 3 years ago on WC, with pretty much difficult and cryptic writings, then I thought, why am I doing this???? what has it for a value, to hide myself behind these walls of un true being.... there is much more to writing, and all we we write is something out of our hearts, as (how good we want to protect it) save it, denial it, we are the authors, of it, and if it's fiction, or fantasy, or anything, there is a true part of the writer in it.... you can't denial ... I have been to points I did, but I don't anymore, I am how I am... you get me how I am, and you have me naked.... (literally).

Ofcourse I speak still through metaphors, and do my thing, but there is always an artist, and author in it... and we should watch more honestly to ourselves here on WritersCafe, to understand the process of that.... (a lot still hide in their writings)... keeping it safe, and secure.

Sooner or later they will know, their inner muse comes out, the poet they have inside... hidden or not....

I feel honored, truly honored by seeing you by, I'm on my damn HTC right now, but I do read you, and I love to be back on Tuesday, after my travel to give you responce, to your art, I already did read a lot of you, but I can asure you, you're a raw gem too.

I thank you for saying that, maybe I am... I still don't know what, or who I am, I know what I love, and where I shall fight for in life, but don't ask me who I am, because for me that's an infinite question, I shall never stop learning, and never be too young for it.... :)))) I adore you for truly digging into my soul, my travelers soul, my free soul, and trying to understand it... that's beauty.

I think I do, maybe, I have seen twice the light, and was almost dead, maybe it brings more relativation to my readers... for I love to give them that. I love you alreay new bud!!!! thanks for giving me new fuel to drive-live on!!! xx

[Sugar Plum ♥]

Melody of love is always beautiful and continue to flow inside our memory and heart. I felt so feeling to cry while reading this poem...The road will finally leads you to to your beloved, and he`s everywhere...
Just can`t express how touching is that! ♥

:: nour ::
:: December-013::

Thank you, thank you for this one... if you feel that, you are so close to me dear... sometimes you can cry out of happiness, you know? this was a moment when I did... ♥ can't thank you enough for all you did for me yesterday, I was away, but it was such a surprise to read all your reviews... they really give me strength, and love, (((YOU))) x

[Sugar Plum ♥]

I always like to read your wonderful poems, as they have very special spirit...and unique feelings ♥ (thank you for all, lovely sis!)

[ayele marie dalmeida]

" but none were as strong, as the melody of love.." i just love that line so much . I think what you are saying is that the love you feel for him is infinite. that line just melts my heart each time . very nice piece . it is really powerful. :)

Thank you so much ayele for your sweet review!! yes you could be right ;) xx

[emmajoy]

Strange and beautiful things are love and journeying! You never know the exact route or the exact destination, that's what makes both and all so very exciting. Your words really embrace their emotions, dear you. Thank you muchly for sharing. ' There were so many melodies, ~ On my way to you ..' says much and more. Of course, the music has to be exactly right, if nothing else!

Yes, exactly... I love to be "On the Road" it has much meaning for me personally... (to never stop learning too). Thank you so much my dear for your wonderful review... xx *smiling*

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

It's all about the journey, my beautiful friend. The senses have a way of telling us things in code, and we can either choose to listen or disregard them. Love the imagery you've used here, which paints an opposing picture--asphalt and love entertwined in such a beautiful way. Sometimes even if love is not fully realized, moments such as these stick with us as beautiful gifts, and if that love is eventually realized they become little strings that hold two souls together. Lovely...

Yes, exactly, dear Sarah, I think I'm sick, lol I see love everywhere.... ;) even in Asphalt.... I know you as a few would understand lol.... :) So glad to see you back on here... hope all is well xx

[joshua deathdealer]

This made me smile. Making your way somewhere then it seems as if you stop on the roadside to take in sights or maybe to write. Even laying in the road which is something I used to love doing, growing up. I like the light, breezy feel. Such a free spirited poem. Another beautiful summer day with your beloved in mind.

Ooh are you kidding me? you do that too? lol I knew it.... :P you understood the write dear.... you always do! :) so happy with you! thanks, I will be back for your past writes... can't wait....

[writing mojo]

and Jack Kerouac is waiting at the rest stop with thumb in the air high hiking your vibe...great piece

Oh I love your persona tonight my friend... maybe he and she could make music, along the road...

[writing mojo]

depends on the groove

For sure, and on his poetic mood of the day....maybe with some french in it...

[writing mojo]

ohh la la ...that's as far as I get

He he, I must read "On the Road" again soon.... sigh!

[Coyote Poetry]

Very good music and amazing poetry. Made me desire a long road trip and to find a good place to dance and sing.
"The Road of love
At the end of June,
Never felt so good,
Never felt so free..."
The lines above are my favorite. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Thank you so much my fellow traveler friend .... I see you in past and future doing this.... ;) that makes my day! :) glad you enjoyed the poem, so much. Be back for you ;)

[Ken Simm.]

A journey to love. The journey is all important. Destinations do not exist That is my view. Especially in love. We take a journey through love to special places where we linger. This says it in the most calm and gentle way that touches all the right places in the reader.

Ah yes, thank you for understanding it so well my friend... I have such a travelers heart I think... :) I think you have one too, it's so beautiful to absorb the earth. Thank you for your fantastic words, humbled! :)

[Jack...]

Regardless of the length of the journey, how many curves and traffic jams we find, if that road leads to love, then it is full speed ahead. Elisa, hard to imagine asphalt mingled in with such tenderness and beauty, but this road you have describe is written on a map that I keep folded tightly in my heart. So very wondrous are your words that miles become mere minutes as your poem travels through my mind. You are an amazing poet with soft feelings and gorgeous images greeting us in every thing you write. I am in awe of your pen.

Someone is at the door, it is a man delivering a beautiful bouquet of love...it is your poem that he hands me.

I'm in love with being on the road.... :) I feel most free, when I'm driving... and the feeling of true love, is feeling free... your words touch me deep my friend. Aw, thank you so much Jack. I feel humbled by your words.... truly.